Before I could think of how I just thrusted my cock into my mortal enemy's pussy and made her scream my name in the sexiest voice in the world, I was already grabbing her hips hard and moving her on me, making her ride my cock, cursing under my breath.
She did. Jasmin rode my cock like she was born for that, like I've dreamed of her doing, moving her like a doll, up and down on my cock, her pussy juices overflowing and leaving the room with a deliciously addicting scent of our sex.
As she bend her head back again, crying out my name, I felt even hungrier for her breasts, "Take that off of your breasts, Jasmin," I ordered, blinded by desire, and her hands moved to take it off, throwing it away, and I instantly grabbed one of them in my mouth, torturing the nipple with my teeth, in a way that got her wetter on me.
Her hips began to move with more ease, and before I could go and suck her breast again after sucking the other one, she held my face, eyes as black as the starless midnight sky, and slammed her lips on mine, and as she took control of the kiss, I took of her hips, digging my fingers into her soft ass, tattooing my handprints on her skin.
And as we gave in to our desire, in my case the desire I had been resisting for millennials, our Qi deviation burned hotter and the bathroom was filled with all the spiritual energy overflowing in our bodies. The more we kissed and she rode my cock, the more our skin burned. But there was no holding back, not anymore, not when she tightened her pussy around my cock like that.
"Jasmin," I groaned against her lips, "I can't hold it, I,"
"Then don't," she cried, back to kissing me, her nails scratching my back as she moved her hips, as she bounced her ass on my cock, tightening her walls more and more, locking me inside of her, back to kissing me, so intensely I couldn't think of anything but how much I wanted her, how this wasn't enough, how I may not be able to stop doing this.
The more she did it, the more my cock swelled inside of her, leaving me dizzy, the water moving more than just aggressively with how she was riding on me, my hands guiding her, helping my cock to go deeper, so deep that in each thrust my balls hit her ass. When we ran out of breath again, a growl left my lips and she descended hers to my jaw, then my neck, kissing and sucking on my skin, marking me, her hands never leaving my back. I could tell she was as out of it and drugged in our Qi deviation as I was.
"If you tighten your cunt on my cock like that, I will,"
Jasmin didn't even let me finish, as she did exactly that, tightening even further and making my vision blackened, "Do you feel… good when I… do this?" She moaned, doing again.
"You are a menance," I purred, then I switched positions, making her lay under me, her back against the bathtub, then I grabbed her thighs, widening her legs again and buried myself back into her, and as she rocked her hips against mine, needy for more, I grabbed her neck tight and threw all of my inhibitions away, thrusting balls deep into her.
Aggressively hard, so much the bathtub began to shake softly as if it would give out, giving in to the nasty desire I've had for too long, to fuck her to oblivion. She held onto the sides of the bathtub, crying louder in such a erotic way that made me harder. The water around us boiling hot and freezing, as our opposing Qi energies fought each other for balance all around us, since sex is actually the most effective way of dual cultivation for people with opposite Qi energies, such as us.
I never did this, but I've known about it for as long as I've known that I wasn't a mortal. It's commonly practiced by couples, but I had never been in a relationship, or… so I thought, now I see that I had yes, while living as a mortal. I can tell that at this point in time, nor my body, neither hers, has been through any kind of effective cultivation, the only time we had sex was when we were drugged, but back then we weren't going through Qi deviation like we are now, like we've been for a while, so, this is the first time our bodies are going through it.
Once you start on your path to cultivation, you cannot go back, which, to us, as of now, will probably mean that we won't be able to not go at each other's throats like this anymore. But if I'm honest, I would hate for this to be a one time thing, we are married after all, even if it'll only last for as long as we are in the mortal realm, and we'll go back to being enemies later, the idea that I'll be able to keep fucking Jasmin Mia Madritsch, as her husband, is maddeningly alluring. I don't think I'll be able to stop for as long as we are in this realm.
I don't want to stop.
My mouth descended to her jaw, down her neck, collarbones, to her chest, sucking her nipples, torturing them with my teeth, as I thrusted deep into her core, and at each touch, she became more and more vocal, even if the sounds she was making were incoherent. I kept my hand on her neck, wanting to mark her, the other I used to tease her clit, forcing more addicting sounds out of her. She grew hotter around my cock, even though the fever coursing through her body made her skin cold as ice.
Unable to control my primal instincts, I got out of her when I felt like she was close to undoing herself, then I moved her around, making her hold onto the edge of the bathtub as I rose her hips up, forcing her to stand her weight on the knees, back to me. Grabbing her generous round ass with my left hand tight, digging my handprints on her skin, I took her hair in my right fist, gripping tight and yanking her head back, then I buried myself into her again, harder than before. I've never felt so needy of her as now.
"Malachi," my name rolled out of her tongue like a forbidden but enticing melody, "harder," her request made me see red.
I didn't want to hurt her, bu I can't control myself if she asks for it.
"Is this," I growled, thrusting so hard I had to hold her by her ass so she wouldn't be thrown off the bathtub, "hard enough for you," another thrust, even harder than the one before, "Jasmin?"
"More… Give me… everything… Malachi," she moaned.
A devilish grin curled my lips and I threw all mercy aside and began to pound my cock hard against her core, the fat head spanking her womb, my balls hitting her so hard it was nearly going inside her too. The harder I drove into her, the angrier the water moved in the bathtub, only intensifying our sex further, the desire for her numbing the pain of the fever that was making my body boil with my uncultivated Qi, but not making it less alive. Releasing my hand from her hair, I kept the other on her hips and snaked the left one to torture her clit.
Jasmin screamed with pleasure, her legs weakening but I kept my hold on her, going harder, "Hold onto the bathtub, Jasmin," I growled the order, unable to control myself now that unleashed my desire for her, or she would end up hurting herself.
In answer to that, she held onto it tighter, just as she tightened her walls around me, squeezing my cock into her, the head growing swollen at the same speed as the shaft did. A growl left my mouth through clenched teeth and I went harder, twisting her clit in retribution. Wanting to make her feel the same I was feeling, to force her to her climax that she was fighting against, before I could go after mine.
"You are such a good girl when you take me like this, Jasmin," my voice was raspier than normal as I praised her, and but how much warmer she grew around me, shaking, it affected her. "And you take me so well," I growled, thrusting into her, "it feels so good inside of you," I drove harder. "Do you like it hard like this? Do you like it aggressively, Jasmin?" I felt her body shaking. "I guess you're only a good girl when I'm buried inside your tight pussy like this, aren't you, Jasmin?" I tortured her clit a bit more.
That was it, she screamed my name, trembling violently, her insides grew hotter while her body grew ice cold, and as her undoing wracked her and she released herself on my cock, her yin energy grew overwhelming all around us, making mine expand to match hers, searching for balance in the chaos of our entanglement.
Holding her tight as she was overtaken by her own climax, so she wouldn't slip down in the water, I allowed myself to go after the release of my own bottled up lust for her, to drown her in me, in what she caused my body to feel. I rocked my hips against her soft now marked ass, pounding hard on her, desperate to finalize the requirement needed to actually start being able to practice dual cultivation with someone my Qi resonates with. Consummation of the bond while both are overflowing in Qi energy.
Once done, we can't go back, even if we want, we'll be connected, but this is the only way, it's the best way to awaken the dantians in our body so we can actually cultivate our body to a heavenly level, so we can go back home, back to our immortal selves. We wasted too much time, we need a quicker method that will be efficient and this is it, being married to each other will be the advantage. I need to get stronger, even if I'll have to make her grow stronger with me to get where I want.
Giving in to what is begging to take over, I didn't fight it, I allowed it to consume me, to wrack me. Burying myself in her one more time, locked in, I exploded inside her, flooding her womb with my strong release, as I held onto her, feeling my entire soul shaking, overflowing in un contained power, my own calling out her, the same way my Qi deviation ignited hers.
With the least of my strength, I sat down and brought her with me, my hands on her waist. As my back laid on the bathtub, I moved her like a doll, still buried in her, turning her shaking body to me, and as her legs fell at the sides of my body, straddling my lap, I hugged her body tight against mine. My vision blackened and though I remained conscious, even if barely, I felt the awakening of our dantians wracking both of us.